I don't regret falling in love with my father.

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Since that day, everything changed. She seemed to have reverted to the shy and elegant beauty she once was.
She no longer spoke much, nor did she behave inappropriately. All the manners and etiquette she had learned over the years were now appropriately displayed. She became both gentle and quiet.
When Nangong Kai wanted to take her away from this place of sorrow and decided to set off for the Nanjun Prince's Mansion the next day, she neither cried nor made a fuss, nor argued or quarreled, but simply obediently let him make the decision.
This change not only surprised Nangong Kai but also worried him. So, before boarding the ship, he picked her up and asked, "Are you alright?"
She nodded silently, without a trace of reluctance on her face.
"Then—do you want to say goodbye to your father and tell him that you are coming back to the Nanjun Prince's Mansion with me?" She looked up at him sadly, then silently shook her head.
"Are you sure?" He frowned at her suspiciously. When exactly had his beloved concubine changed her nature? “If you’re too scared to go, I’ll go with you.”
“Really, it’s not necessary.” She finally spoke, her soft voice hoarse with pain.
He looked at her for a long while. “Alright! Shall we go now?” He confirmed with her again.
Hua Luo looked up at him and nodded silently.
He lowered his head and gently kissed her smooth forehead before carrying her onto the deck and boarding the large ship.
As they got further and further away from Moonsleeping Island, Nangong Kai held her in his arms, and together they leaned against the side of the ship, watching Moonsleeping Island recede into the distance.
She quietly watched Moonsleeping Island disappear into the distance. Strictly speaking, this was her second time leaving the island, but when she left Moonsleeping Island at the age of ten, she would still go back; however, now she was truly leaving. When would she return to the island? Perhaps she would never go back again in her entire life…
All the past events that had happened on the island flashed before her eyes, one after another.
Gazing at the waves splashed up by the passing ship, she couldn't help but recall the foolish things she had done out of her insatiable jealousy. The sea breeze gently caressed her silent face, as if only now could she finally see the ugly face she had made back then… She finally couldn't hold back her tears.
One tear after another fell, a final, cathartic cry. From now on, she would never shed tears easily.
She secretly made a vow, letting herself weep silently in his arms.
She didn't regret falling in love with her father; what she regretted was the foolish things she had done because of her uncontrollable jealousy, even wanting to kill Qingmiao and perish together with her…
Alas! No matter what Qingmiao was like, she should have been her father's responsibility, not a burden she carried!
Thinking of Feng Yang Yuemian, her heart still ached deeply; years of love were truly difficult to eradicate so easily.
But on that day, Nangong Kai's warm and steadfast love slowly flowed into her broken heart, filling the coldness within.
She was truly moved and grateful…
“Are you tired?” Nangong Kai's voice suddenly came from above, rough and raspy, but she was gradually becoming familiar with his voice.
She secretly wiped away her tears, turning her head to bury her beautiful face in his chest, letting his clothes absorb the dampness from her face.
He assumed this was a sign that she was tired, so he picked her up and carried her into the comfortably furnished cabin, placing her on the bed. “Rest well! If you need anything, just send someone to call me, and I'll have the maids come in to serve you.”
“Where are you going?” Her gaze towards him was no longer filled with hostility or fear, only a gentle light flowing within.
She had never stopped him or asked where he was going. Nangong Kai, flattered and startled, paused for a moment before replying, "I'm going to get some fresh air on the deck."
With that, he hurriedly left the cabin. He was afraid that if he didn't leave soon, he really wouldn't be able to resist taking her!
Yes! He really wanted to take her!
But the problem was, after holding her tightly in his arms yesterday, he discovered how thin and weak she had become, forcing him to suppress his desire once more, not daring to take her as he pleased.
Thinking of the great blow and shock she had suffered, how fragile her heart must be, he truly couldn't bear to force her to do anything more.
Besides, if he really wanted her, she truly couldn't resist him! But for some reason, whenever he thought of her pale, listless, and vacant appearance yesterday, he lost all interest.
Recalling her healthy, rosy complexion when they first met, he realized that since she married him, he had rarely seen her smile; in his memory, there were only tears, nothing but tears.
He gazed at Moonsleeping Island, now a tiny black dot in the distance. A chilly wind swept across his rugged face, and his usually resolute eyes flashed with a fleeting glimpse of Hua Luo's captivating beauty.
If one day she could smile happily, how enchanting that would be!
*********
The days on the ship were relaxed and leisurely. He gave her ample rest and space, never easily disturbing her, because he understood that her wounded and frightened heart needed a place to relax and rest peacefully.
He was often surprised by his own thoughtfulness and tolerance towards Hua Luo—was this really him?
But thinking of her increasingly relaxed expression, he felt it was all worthwhile.
These past few days, Hua Luo had always stayed quietly in her cabin, rarely stepping outside.
She was naturally quiet and didn't like to move around much. Therefore, she could stay peacefully in her cabin without feeling restricted.
The cabin was warm and comfortable, spacious and bright, furnished like a superior suite, making it very comfortable to stay in.
Hua Luo spent her days peacefully in her cabin, embroidering and playing the zither.
Besides her exceptional musical skills, her embroidery was also first-rate. From small purses and sachets to larger items like shoe uppers, clothes, and bedspreads… she was skilled at everything imaginable.
The incense burner emitted a delicate and soothing fragrance. She leaned quietly against the bed, her back against a soft silk pillow, her head bowed, focused intently on her embroidery, her movements graceful and skillful, creating a tranquil world of her own.
She was completely content with her current life; it was peaceful and safe.
At night, he would still come into her room to sleep with her, but this time it was limited to holding her as they fell asleep; he no longer asked for anything from her. This gave her a great sense of security and warmed her heart.
She didn't know that this was the greatest torment and torture for him—
in fact, every time he held her in his arms, he wanted to immediately press his body against hers. Please! What man could resist the temptation of holding such soft, fragrant flesh in his arms? Moreover, the woman he held in his arms was the one he loved most; how could he possibly remain unmoved?
The problem was, whenever he saw her peaceful, trusting face as she slept in his arms, he couldn't bring himself to break her trust.
So, he could only grit his teeth and endure it!
But that primal desire, stirring within him, kept lurking, waiting to burst forth.
That night, she fell asleep again in his warm, strong embrace. Hua Luo nestled trustingly in his arms, a faint smile still playing on her rosy lips, leaving him mesmerized as he gazed at her sleeping face.
Nangong Kai gazed at the sleeping beauty in his arms, his heart stirred by that gentle smile. Ah! His beauty, his beloved concubine, she had finally smiled!
Even in her sleep, how beautiful that first smile was!
Does this mean she has let go of her pain and is willing to rest peacefully in his arms, drifting off to sleep?
Thinking this, his blood boiled instantly, a surge of pure masculine desire overwhelming him like a tidal wave.
The love and desire suppressed for so many days erupted all at once, coming swiftly and fiercely, catching him off guard, causing his lower body to stand erect and proud.
He gritted his teeth, suppressing a groan. Damn it! Couldn't his manhood be a little more restrained? It was
already fully erect in just a moment—how could he bear it!
He was a man of boundless energy, and if it weren't for his deep love for her, he wouldn't have held back until now, refusing to touch a single hair on her head.
But now! He couldn't hold back any longer!
Too many days had passed; the desire to devour her surged up all at once. If he didn't have her, he would explode!
His large hands began slowly and gently to unbutton her clothes, very carefully, as if afraid of startling her.
One garment after another was delicately peeled off her body and tossed onto the floor. As her increasingly exposed, crystalline body grew more and more fervent…
The moment his large hands touched her smooth, alabaster-like body, he couldn't bear to leave.
Good heavens! How long had it been since he had touched this delicate, fair skin?
So fine, so smooth… His rough hands lingered, captivated by every inch of her fragrant skin that his touch traversed…
She slept soundly, even unconsciously pressing closer to his palm because of his gentle caresses, completely unaware that she was naked, letting his large hands roam freely.
Because his touch was so light, so gentle…
like a feather brushing against her, without the slightest pressure.
He had always indulged his desires, reveling in pleasure without restraint. In my memory, he rarely seemed to slow down or take things gently.
Even after marrying her, her intoxicating body and irresistible beauty had left him with insufficient patience to take his time with her.
But this time, he decided to love her gently and tenderly! To let her experience the delicate warmth of his touch, to soothe her shattered emotions.
Ah! His love, he truly only wanted to love her properly, to make her no longer afraid of him, to let her once again display her beautiful smile in his arms.
He slowly removed his attire, shedding the brocade robes symbolizing his princely status, revealing his strong, muscular physique.
He wanted to love his woman simply with the heart of a man.
He carefully pressed himself against her soft body, not on top of her, but supporting himself, and began to shower her face with delicate, soft kisses, tracing the perfect lines of her features. His touches were incredibly light, carrying a sense of rediscovering her, a reverence for her fragrance.
In her sleep, she vaguely felt a feather gently gliding over her body, an indescribable comfort spreading from the point of touch to every limb, gradually increasing.
She involuntarily arched her back, offering the feather more space to explore.
Then, a powerful heat enveloped her body, a slight pressure, yet filled with a warm sweetness.
She began to feel her body growing hotter and hotter…
moans escaped her lips, floating in the turbulent, ambiguous space, adding to the stimulating hormones.
The room temperature seemed to rise continuously, and she could no longer suppress the urge to writhe, trying to escape the intense heat.
She opened her eyes and found herself lying naked on the bed, being gently caressed by his strong, muscular body…
She suddenly realized she wasn't dreaming!
“You!” Her beautiful face flushed instantly as he lowered his head and gently kissed the sensitive skin of her neck.
He looked up, his passionate eyes meeting her shy ones. “You’re awake?” His hot breath burned her face, making her blush even more.
“You…” The words she wanted to ask stuck in her throat.
No! She couldn't bring herself to ask!
She knew exactly what he wanted to do; how could she possibly ask?
But… but… she found herself unable to utter a sound to refuse him, only able to open her panicked, beautiful eyes wide, silently pleading with him.
His lips gently touched her eyelids, and instantly, a sweet emotion washed over her, making her want to cry.
He gently kissed her face, one kiss at a time…
She trembled and closed her eyes, trying to suppress the sweet sensation of his kisses. What was this feeling? Why had she never felt this way before?
His kisses continued, tracing the curves of her body, leaving delicate pecks all the way to her crotch…
She was startled and opened her eyes, looking at the head resting on her soft area—
he was intently showering her with tender kisses…
Although they had made love many times before, and this wasn't the first time he had treated her like this—he had been even more passionate before!
But he had never treated her with such tenderness, gentleness, and care!
And they hadn't been intimate with each other for so long!
She tried to close her legs in a panic and shame, but instead trapped his head between them—
he lifted his face between her legs, gazing at her with desire.
She felt even more embarrassed by his gaze, and her heart skipped a beat. She involuntarily loosened her legs, giving him the perfect opportunity. He laughed wantonly, burying his face between her legs, gently licking, pecking, and nibbling…
She couldn't help but tilt her head back, moaning softly, her body going limp on the spot he was teasing…
However, upon hearing her own moan, she blushed with shame and quickly raised her weak hands to cover her mouth, trying not to cry out.
Heavens! How could she let herself be so wanton…
He continued to tease her body gently yet firmly, his large hands caressing her entire body…
until wave after wave of passion surged up within him, he finally couldn't resist the burning desire that was about to explode within him. He continued his passionate kisses upwards, her chest, shoulders, and neck…
finally reaching her lips, pulling down her hands from her mouth, and sealing her lips with his own.
Then, he thrust forward and entered her—
caught off guard, she gasped in surprise, helplessly enduring his sudden invasion!
It was as if this was their first time together; to her, he had become a completely new man.
She didn't understand why she felt this way, but the powerful presence of him inside her warmed a hollow corner deep within her heart…
Realizing he had thrust too forcefully, he immediately stopped, remaining deep inside her, waiting for her to gradually adjust to his presence.
He inwardly scolded himself for being too impulsive! He had just resolved to love her tenderly, but the moment he touched her most vulnerable spot, he forgot everything.
He tried his best to restrain his urge to conquer her, clenching his teeth and remaining inside her, waiting for her to adjust—
she had never experienced such tender care from him before. Her heart softened, and her body warmed accordingly. He seemed to sense her silently adapting to his presence.
Nangong Kai's heart leaped with joy, and he began to move slowly.
Her heart raced as she felt him rubbing against her as he moved in and out of her. Never before had she felt so deeply that he was a real man, so firmly and strongly possessing every inch of her…
Her softness enveloped his hardness, and his hardness impacted her softness—
he was her husband in name only, and her husband in reality. In this moment, she truly realized this.
An indescribable feeling suddenly filled her body and mind. She opened her beautiful, watery eyes and gazed at his sweat-drenched face, as if only now could she truly see his features, only now could she allow his image to be imprinted on her heart.
Slowly, little by little, her body softened, becoming more receptive to his rhythm…
He also sensed the subtle changes in her body, his large hand finding her slender fingers, weaving between them to intertwine with hers.
The tenderness gradually faded, replaced by a wild rhythm; he passionately led her in a dance of the most primal human desires…
*********
She lay in his arms, drenched in fragrant sweat, her eyes closed, breathing softly, trying to calm her still-pounding heart.
His gentleness and strength made her heart race, leaving an unforgettable impression.
For the first time after their lovemaking, she felt a sense of happiness, silently reliving the sweet taste in her heart, letting his rough hands gently caress her skin.
He glanced down at the woman in his arms, noticing that she no longer seemed to resist his touch. Did this mean his beloved had softened his heart?
A satisfied smile unconsciously crept onto his lips, yet the turbulent waves within him had not subsided, one after another. Though his heart was satisfied, his desire was not entirely fulfilled.
He hadn't touched her for many days, and besides, he was a robust man, wasn't he?
Having found a sufficient reason for his unsatisfied desire, his large hands changed from gentle caresses to slow, heavy kneading, lingering along her curves.
She let out a soft gasp, opening her eyes to look at him. Seeing the spark rising in his eyes, her heart, which had been gradually calming, raced again. God! He wouldn't be thinking…
Yes! He was thinking of… He rolled over, pinning her beneath him once more.
"You…" Her voice choked in her throat, powerless even to resist.
He began again to create a sweet, intoxicating spark on her body with his hands and lips, making her dizzy and dazed…
“My beloved, my love, I love you so much… do you know?” He whispered seductive words of love in her ear while worshipping her entire body…
She floated and swayed under his passionate teasing.
The whispered words of love followed his hands and lips, enveloping her entire body. She felt hot… dizzyingly hot… scalding hot… wave after wave washing over her, and her consciousness once again became hazy.
Hua Luo couldn’t help but sway her body, her slender waist beneath him, involuntarily twisting into an alluring vortex…
She was so hot! She helplessly shook her head on the bed, wanting to push away that source of heat, yet also wanting to fulfill that desire…
Suddenly, he picked her up and rolled her over, making her sit on his strong body, while he lay beneath her.
The position made her a little shy, snapping her out of her burning passion, and she stared at him blankly.
He gave her a wanton smile, "Flower, let's try a different position!"
He lay back on the bed, pushing her up onto him, between his legs.
Her pretty face grew increasingly red. Good heavens! This position was so embarrassing—
but he wasn't in a hurry to enter her, only pressing his fiery excitement tightly against her soft flesh, rubbing back and forth—
she was so ashamed she wanted to escape his burning source, but his hands firmly held her slender waist, preventing her from leaving.
Nangong Kai's burning eyes were fixed on her beautiful eyes, the fire deep within them burning her from head to toe even more intensely than the heat rubbing against her buttocks.
Despite her shyness, she found herself unable to look away. His eyes burned like fire, reaching deep into her heart, making her flushed and hot, unable to resist gazing into his eyes. Her buttocks, rubbed raw by his vigorous movements, grew softer and hotter, even involuntarily swaying to his rhythm.
Her snowy mounds swayed before his eyes with her movements, making him unbearably itchy. He couldn't help but move his large hand from her waist upwards, climbing up to her soft, snowy white breasts, and suddenly grasped them—
he sighed with pleasure and began to knead and caress them!
She suddenly shuddered, her whole body trembling...
her head tilted back, offering her snowy mounds forward with his kneading, providing him with more space to indulge.
Seeing her alluring appearance, his burning desire drove him to stare, his erection hardening as he aimed at her already moist, sweet spot. He slid upwards forcefully, sliding into her moist passage, savoring the blissful feeling of being completely enveloped!
She leaned back further, her soft, plump mounds trembling and slippery in his palms, letting him knead them...
Oh... she could clearly feel the fullness of him sliding up and down inside her, that vibrant sensation within her body.
The intense pleasure gradually rose, and she began to moan uncontrollably...
Passion once again surged in the dark cabin, surging and churning like waves on the sea, one after another crashing in and receding...
After this night, their relationship seemed to have progressed further. He no longer restrained himself, entering the cabin every night to spend the night with her, enjoying their pleasure.
And she, no longer rejected him.

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